Happy Fall

Happy Day. So John made some super yummy minestrone porridge just like I like it the other day and I get to have it all week for lunch and I just did and it's SO good with just a few chips and a big ole glass of milk YUM. Happy belly. I was lying there in savasana and NOT thinking about what to have for lunch when I remembered it. Also had a fun brain game with my new words to TMWSIY. I'm almost done with my autobiography but I almost don't want to finish because then what will I read? Hopefully the new stuff gets here soon.

Glad my vacation is over but also glad I took it.

One good thing about the random weirdness that is facebook is that I came across that picture up there yesterday. He doesn't look happy but at least he's there.

Abbey got invited to her first kindergarten birthday party yesterday. The party was today, the birthday girl is Ashley. The best part was that she lives just down the block and across the street. Finally a friend for Abbey in the neighborhood!

So we walk over, there are 2 or 3 girls there already. Ashley's mom starts telling us what she's got planned for the party, this and that, and did I know about Ashley? That she has a brain tumor and is considered terminal?

um. No. Did not know that.

wow.

ok.

I knew she had hearing aids, didn't assume much from that.

OK, Abbey's first friend in the neighborhood is a child with terminal cancer. who will probably die while still a child.

Heavy, man.

So I came home and cried. And then when I went back to pick Abbey up I gave Ashley's mom my card, told her I'm home most of the time and if ever Ashley wants to come over and play or whatever to please call.

So Ashley's mom told me this story about another girl on the block whom I have not yet met, but who is not allowed to play with Ashley. The mom is bitter, crude, and abrasive, which I can handle, and how could she not be?

not really sure what to think yet, just wanted to get it down and start the process.

Friday

I have Zack's music! Finally! I always feel so bad to walk in there empty handed when he's expecting something. But then that turns around into me feeling mad at those folks for putting me in this position in the first place. I hate money. As it is it's been over a week since I shelled it out and I won't see it until next week at the earliest. So whatever.

We had Curriculum night at Abbey's school last night. I wish they got more PE and more music but that's why there are swimming lessons and ballet and piano lessons. and running around outside. I also hope that she doesn't get bored, I remember grade school being sooooo boring, but she's not me so perhaps I shouldn't worry about that.

Thursday

Thwarted! By a small child with a bad dream who just had to come sleep in our bed at 3, and then was there at the usual time of just before 7. Kiboshed. Maybe later...

My forced exile is working, bringing my attention back to what's important. I'm going to finish the autobiography today or tomorrow and now there are more books coming.

I need to figure out what to eat and when a little better, it's all well and good to not eat meat, and to try to eat mostly veggies but I've fallen into the trap of only choosing carbs rather than spending the time to actually make something yummy.

have to go make the waffles

ha ha

Funny fella had to pick between sleeping in and getting a little.

I finally found my old headache drugs from back before I had Abbey and boy do they do the trick. woohoo

Dear Kitchen,

How am I supposed to make breakfast when you are out of eggs? And why weren't you out yesterday when I went to the store? I am glad to see you there, already on the grocery list, but that does not help with my current predicament.

the end

Abbey's teacher uses lots of semi-colons.

off to pour the cereal...

365

oh yeah?! How could I forget? So John and I have decided to try to do it every day, and so far so good. Let's see, I think we're on day 3 or 4 or so. The biggest difference I've noticed so far is that he's a lot less cranky in general, but also I think maybe I'm less cranky. If that's possible. Yesterday I found myself starting to get all pissed about something but it didn't stick.

Oh, and I decided to give this a go before I heard about this.

woohoo

wet

God didn't warn me in advance about this flood, I'm a little bent about it. I thought I was on the list.

When the shit hits the fan I fall down and hurt myself.

I've noticed a pattern, too. This last week of the season before the solstice? I'm a big lazy lump.

yeah.

So at least we know that our basement is only breached after 2 days of more rain than anyone here can remember. I'm actually quite pleased. Also very happy that no kid stuff got ruined, thankfully it was rain water and not sewer water because that would have been a whole different story.

Hmm, I think that's all for today...